Texas hot is way different than Florida hot. In Florida, this time of year, the minute you step outside the humidity wraps around you and feels like a clammy wet blanket that you wish to rid of its weight. But escaping the muggy, sticky feeling while outdoors is near impossible.
In North Texas this week while visiting son#2 and his wife the temperatures have been in the 100's every day. That's hot!
But it is a *dry* hot. The wind blows lightly almost continually which IS some relief. I find the *dry* hot gives me more the feeling of cooking. Like if I stood still for too long I just might turn into a fried Meems. :-)
Horse and cattle ranches spread the expanse of the landscape along the highways and backroads as far as the eye can see. The skies seem to go on forever and ever.
Small towns here are much like all southern small towns. People are friendly and genuine and actually speak to passersby. I love that. The quaint hitching posts present in front of some businesses and restaurants are surely the exception and send my thoughts to times forgotten.
Southern-good home cooking is right around the corner. Almost every corner. Which works for me, too. I'm always up for tasty chicken fried chicken and mashed potatoes prepared by someone other than me.
Looking around at the flora of summer here it is interesting the crepes are blooming at the same time as they are back at home. Visiting some of the local garden centers is a must. But honestly, even with the shade coverings over them it has been a bit too hot to stroll along blissfully. Needless to say, those visits were shorter than planned.
American flags proudly displayed will forever send a chill through my soul. We're a blessed country and a banner of 50 white stars and 13 red and white stripes flapping in the breeze is still the thrilling symbol that best represents the victories and losses of this great nation. We've much to celebrate and I pray I never take for granted our freedom and independence.
Happy fourth of July! Fireworks for all!
